FLOWERS
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The daisy lives, and strikes its little root
Into the lap of time: centuries may come,
And pass away into the silent tomb,
And still the child, hid in the womb of time,
Shall smile and pluck them, when this simple rhyme
Shall be forgotten.—JOHN CLARE, The Daisy's Eternity
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The Flower that once has blown forever dies.—OMAR KHAYYAM, Rubaiyat
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Say it with flowers.—P. F. O'KEEFE, Slogan for the Society of American Florists
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One flower makes no garland.—Proverb
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There's rosemary, that's for remembrance; . . . and there is pansies, that's for thoughts.SHAKESPEARE, Hamlet
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I know a bank whereon the wild thyme blows.—SHAKESPEARE, A Midsummer-Night's Dream
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When you walk in a field,
Look down
Lest you tramp
On a daisy's crown!—JAMES STEPHENS, When You Walk
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To me the meanest flower that blows can give
Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears.—WORDSWORTH, Ode on Intimations of Immortality
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A primrose by a river's brim
A yellow primrose was to him,
And it was nothing more.—WORDSWORTH, Peter Bell
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